Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 485

Episode 485. Light apricot

Namjikryeseong.

Hefei.

Yeo Kang-Hyeon Seogyeongjang.

Gymnasium early in the morning.

Wol-ah and Geum-ah attacked Namcheon Yeon Jeok-ha without stopping.

Even though it was a weapon, the atmosphere was not light because it used a sharp sword.

But looking at the drowsy Yeonjeokha’s expression, it doesn’t seem like that.

On the other hand, Wol-ah and Geum-a look very nervous.

The dance, which was made up of heartache pleas, was already coming to an end.

Yeonjeokha’s sword struck the swords of Wolah and Geumah once each.

visor! visor!

Wol-a and Geum-ah’s bodies, swept up in the formidable sword power, spun around in place.

In the meantime, the serial sword was captured.

Wol-a and Geum-ah, who came to their senses belatedly, quickly bowed their waists after the lead sword.

“Sajo! thank you!”

“thank you!”

Gu Cheon-no, who was watching outside the gymnasium, approached with a heartache and a real smile.

“How are you, Gongja? Is it still worth using?”

Wol-a and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with twinkling eyes at the teacher’s question.

“so so.”

Wol-ah and Geum-a’s shoulders drooped at the ambiguous answer.

It’s not a bad review, but it’s hard to see it as a compliment.

“If you did that much against Sajo, you did well. Go and practice qigong among yourselves.”

“yes.”

After Wol-ah and Geum-a answered in one voice, they moved to a corner of the gymnasium.

“Gongja-nim, I can do it too…”

“No. I have somewhere to go in the morning.”

“yes? Where are you going?”

“The Baegundo Museum asked me to visit, so I said I was going today.”

“Baegundo Hall?”

“It’s a conduit in Yeogang County, but it seems to be having difficulties.”

“Are you a conduit for nonpartisans?”

“of course. Or why am I going there? I’m looking after you because you’re an alumnus.”

“I see. really! Are there no answers from famous schools yet?”

“Not yet. It’s at least three months just to go back and forth, so don’t fret.”

“Still, is it time to come soon?”

“Well, it’s already August. Time flies.”

“Hehe, since you’re newlyweds, you probably didn’t notice the passage of time. envious.”

“If you’re jealous, old man Shim will also get married… Oh, that’s not going to work. Cut off the person who has not much left.”

“Great. Where do you think you are going? Do you still say that when you see my black hair?”

He pointed to his shiny black hair.

Simtong’s hair had turned black to the extent that it could be called a ‘half-roof fan’.

Even the goatee was black.

“So you’re going to risk your life to get married? After all, he is a selfish old man.”

“Who said you were going to marry?”

“Why are you stuttering? He’s a spunky old man.”

Yeonjeokha separated his steps.

A heartache followed him like a shadow.

The two of them walked across the yard exchanging sounds.

***

Yeo Kang-hyeon.

Baegun Dogwan.

Four o’clock (10 am).

An old man and a young man with goatees visited Baegundo Hall.

associated with heartache

As the two entered the front yard of the conduit through the open door, a guru approached them.

“How did you get here? I’m sorry, but we don’t accept outsiders’ worship today.”

Sim Tong took the place of Yeon Jeok Ha.

“Tell inside that Confucius Namcheon Yeon has arrived.”

The guru’s eyes widened at the words Namcheon-yeon Confucius.

There was no one who did not know the doho of ‘Namcheon’ in Namjikryeseong, and also in the dogwan under the shaman faction.

“Are you a member of the Southern Heaven? I’m called Sohae of Baekwoon Dogwan. I will take you inside.”

The Sohae master said that he would not send a message, but would personally serve them inside.

Yeonjeokha, who saved time, nodded with a satisfied face.

When Sohae Dosa took the lead, Yeonjeokha and Simtong followed.

The heartache of walking side by side with Yeonjeokha asked softly.

“Confucius, why did that master call Confucius ‘help’?”

It is a title used only by masters of different sects.

I don’t know why the non-partisan conduit treats Yeon Jeok-ha like an outsider.

“It must be difficult to calculate the distribution.”

“why?”

“I am not a disciple from the head office, but a disciple from a secular family. But the teacher is one of ‘Oryongchilsa’. You will be confused about what to call it. That’s why I said ‘help’ and left.”

The Sohae Master, who was ahead of him, made an embarrassed face.

It was because the distribution relationship was ambiguous, but when it was pointed out, the back of my head burned.

the governor’s office.

Master Chasan of Baegungwanju waited for Yeonjeokha and Simtong to sit down before saying,

“I, the Namcheon priest, also learned the magic from the ‘Oryongchilsa’, so I should be called a priest, right? help me out.”

“What is it?”

I wasn’t too surprised by the sudden appearance of an old brother-in-law. If Chasan Master learned the technique directly from ‘Oryongchilsa’, it could be said to be the death penalty.

“There is a distinguished guest who often visits our conduit. He is a great master of Hefei (7th rank of the capital), but his son has a nasty ghost attached to him. He was so energetic that even though I tried to exorcise him, he didn’t budge.”

“Ah…”

The younger brother nodded.

In the end, it seems to be asking for blessings.

If that’s the case, it can be called ‘Bulgamcheong (不敢請) Lee Eonjeong Suwon (固所願)’.

It is because he was unable to practice red line after he was imprisoned in the Seokgyeongjang.

Unaware of the speed of the enemy, Chasan Dosa continued to whine.

“By the way, there was a word that he was snooping around ‘Cheonwoon Dogwan’ recently. ‘Cheonwoon Dogwan’ is a conduit built by the Jeonjin faction’s disciples, but can’t the shaman faction lose to the Jeonjin faction? So I’m going to be busy with the famous school, but…”

“Yes. I will help you.”

“huh? What did you say just now?”

Chasan master, who couldn’t hear properly because he was constantly complaining, asked again.

“I will help you.”

“omg! Really? If you do, you will not forget my kindness. Even though Baekwoon Dogwan is far from martial arts, every day I incense upward for the priest…”

Yeonjeokha cut off his words as they became longer.

“are you okay. What kind of grace is there between alumni? So where is the son of the Jew now?”

“You will still be at home. I will ask my Jew to bring his son out. It takes half an hour (an hour) to get there, so drink tea in the meantime.”

“Please. Then call me when you come.”

“Thank you. It won’t take long.”

Master Chasan, who became impatient, forgot his body and rushed outside.

Master Chasan, who went out to send someone, did not return even after a while.

The heartache that had been drinking the lukewarm tea without the coldness asked with a bored face.

“By the way, does Confucius say goodbye?”

“Why?”

“Why did you learn the magic trick?”

Simtong usually knew exorcism as ‘the money-making of sham guru’.

It’s surprising that a non-partisan faction would do that, but I didn’t know that even Yeon Jeok-ha would join the ranks.

“How’s the congratulations? It means to help people suffering from being possessed by demons.”

He laughed heartily at his answer.

“Hehe, Gongja-nim wants it too. Not even kids. Where are the demons in the world? All of those things are hypocrisy.”

“Tsk tsk! Like an old man who knows one thing and doesn’t know the other. If there are no ghosts, there is no upper emperor and no second line. What are you talking about?”

“Are ghosts and Sangje the same? Besides, why do you bring and attach the top line again? That’s a completely different story.”

“Ghosts, Sangje, Fables and Deungseon are all stories of the invisible world. Old Sim is saying that he will choose only what he likes and believe.”

“I’m not saying that I’ll pick and choose what I like, but… I’m just saying it’s common sense.”

The heartache did not end the opinion.

No matter how much he served the younger enemy, it wasn’t.

‘Huh! The non-partisan guru’s abandoned our well-behaved Confucius.’

Previously, they didn’t even mention the ghost’s ears, but now they even say goodbye.

It’s when the stuffy heartache shakes its head.

With the sound of urgent footsteps, Master Chasan burst open the door and entered.

“Priests! A Jewish family took their son to Cheonundo Hall! Let’s hurry up and head to Cheonundo Hall.”

“Why are you at Cheonundo Hall?”

“Shouldn’t we be watching to see if they do the exorcism properly? Even if the exorcism fails, it can be tricked by rumors. Still, wouldn’t it be a big deal if I said that Cheonun Do-gwan is better than Baek-un Do-kwan?”

“I guess so.”

It would be fortunate if they succeeded in exorcising the ghost, but there was a high possibility that they would fail like the chasan guru.

It was better to observe, even in preparation for that time.

He got up from his seat and headed to Cheonun Dogwan with Baekwoon Dogwan’s masters.

***

Yeo Kang-hyeon.

Cheonwoon Dogwan.

governor’s office.

When Dosa Uam said, ‘Guru Hebbi Yoo Yeo-heung and his family have come,’ Cheonun Dogwan Gwanju Seoninja’s mouth caught on.

“Did your son, who is said to be possessed by a demon, come with you?”

“I saw the strong men holding on to a boy. But if you look at his embarrassed face, he must be a Jewish son.”

“After hesitating so much, you finally came to us. Heaven is taking care of our Cheonun Dogwan.”

Master Uam said with a worried face.

“It’s a demon that’s so strong that even Chasan’s guru can fail, but I don’t know if it will become an exorcism.”

“Don’t worry about that. Don’t we have the ‘188 Gold Gwangju’?”

Along with the horse, the Seoninsa put a golden rosary on the table.

“If it’s the ‘Baekpal Gold Gwangju’, even a demon without a world will come by one road and run away by the heat.”

“I do, but…”

Master Uam muttered.

Baekpal Geumgwangju was a Dharmabo of unknown origin.

‘It is said that it was made with the Buddha’s jinsin saree…’

I’ve never heard of a sari that shines in gold like that.

One might think it’s just one occasion, but one hundred and eight beads the size of chestnuts all sparkle in gold.

It looks good, but I don’t know why I keep thinking of ‘a good-looking apricot’.

‘It should go well since it is the family of a noble person whom he served with difficulty…’

Contrary to the concerns of Master Uam, preparations for the exorcism were carried out in an instant.

Samcheonggak.

When the time came, the Seoninja burned incense in the bronze incense burner while reciting the ‘Congratulatory Sacrifice’.

Hyangyeon (incense smoke) covered the statues of the gods of the Samcheong (三淸), the original cheonjon, the yeongbo cheonjon, and the moral cheonjon.

Soon, the Seoninja memorized the ‘Geumgwang Shinju’ three times.

“…Geumgwangsokhyun Bokho Jinin. Salary Law (Kim Gwang-yi 現 覆 護 真 人 急 急 如 律 令)!”

He waved to Master Uam as the aura of exorcism filled his body.

Master Uam, along with the masters of Cheonwun Dogwan, carried the boy upright and advanced to the altar.

Coincidentally, at that time, Taoists from Baekwoon Dogwan rushed to Samcheonggak.

The masters of Cheonwoon Dogwan were unable to stop the uninvited guests as they were concentrating on the exorcism ceremony.

“Quaaaaa!”

A ghastly scream erupted from the boy’s mouth as he was being picked up by the guru.

The boy struggled with white foam in his mouth like a mad dog.

The Seoninja kept his chin upright and looked down at the masters of Baegundogwan.

Since the exorcism ceremony has already begun, the look in their eyes tells them to sit there and watch.

Master Chasan came with the intention of doing so anyway, so he sat down without saying anything.

As the masters of Baegun Do-gwan sat quietly, the masters of Cheon-wun Do-gwan let out a sigh of relief.

As bubbles of blood came out of the boy’s mouth, the Seonin moved busily.

The masters of Uam and the masters of Cheonwun Dogwan continued to recite the spell of ‘Resolve Complaint’.

They hoped that this would resolve the resentment of the dead. Is it the effect of the ‘Reconciliation Judgment’?

The boy’s seizures seemed to subside a little.

Seon In-ja, who was looking for an opportunity, quickly put the ‘Baekpal Gold Gwangju’ around the boy’s neck.

“Queuck!”

The boy, who had been drooping for a moment, laughed and threw his arms and legs vigorously.

“Oops!”

“100 million!”

The masters of Uam and Cheonun, who were holding down the boy’s limbs, rolled backwards.